
I would have loved to see Colorado Springs before it was built up. The undeveloped areas are so beautiful, I can only imagine what has been leveled in favor of a new Super Target. I've never really been able to put my finger on what makes development so sad to me. It's a positive thing. It makes life more convenient and give us more things we can do for fun. At the same time, every time Hannah watches Cars, I cry at the Our Town song.
We bought a shelf off of Craig's List for Hannah's toys from a woman who lives in this nice, old section of town. I would love to live down there. A quaint old house with a fence around the yard and a huge garden... If only it wasn't 30 to 45 minutes from everything else we ever do.
Anyway, I could totally see myself participating in a historic preservation society at some point in time.

Mmm hmm. I know exactly how you feel. It drives my kids nuts when we travel through a small town and I want to stop and look at each & every old house.
ReplyDeleteA few years ago, I was able to tour my childhood home (now owned by & resided in by strangers). I WEPT while walking through that old farm house. For me, it's just a sense of loss when an old place gets run down and eventually razed.
And yet I have absolutely no problem throwing out my husband's sneakers from high school. Go figure.
heehee. Yes, there's a difference between history and...high school sneakers. That's hysterical.
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